Three Things

1. The no.12 drove over a discarded Stella can, it popped loudly and sprayed beer foam on my new birkenstocks.


2. A lady with a big 'fro spoke to police in the doorway of the butchers that were selling giant African snails, I think someone had stolen her bag.


3. A P13 did a three point turn on Rye Lane having missed his turning earlier down the street.